PHOTOS OF SNOWZILLA 2016

Placing a person in this photograph helps to show both scale and the dilemma of the pedestrian in the aftermath of the 2016 blizzard.

Placing a person in this photograph helps to show both scale and the dilemma of the pedestrian in the aftermath of the 2016 blizzard.

Sitting at my window watching the recent blizzard dump over two feet of snow on Arlington, Va., I found myself in a familiar internal debate; venture out while it is still snowing or wait until it has stopped.

This time, I waited for it to stop, mostly because it really was a blizzard, or as you may better know it as, "Snowzilla," which in my neighborhood started at 1 p.m. Friday and didn't stop until 11 p.m. Saturday. It wasn't until Sunday mid-morning that I dragged myself out of the apartment in order to photograph the aftermath. 

Even by noon, many side streets had not yet been plowed. I like the light in this photo, people emerging from the shadows; while some streets are cleared, many remain untouched and unexplored.

Even by noon, many side streets had not yet been plowed. I like the light in this photo, people emerging from the shadows; while some streets are cleared, many remain untouched and unexplored.

I titled this photo "Whole lotta love." What originally caught my attention was the line of people waiting for the Whole Foods to open. Then this couple caught my attention and I loved that they were in their own world. I also like how they help to fill some space in the empty parking lot.

I titled this photo "Whole lotta love." What originally caught my attention was the line of people waiting for the Whole Foods to open. Then this couple caught my attention and I loved that they were in their own world. I also like how they help to fill some space in the empty parking lot.

What drew my eye to this scene was just how far-reaching and intrusive the snow was, even entering the parking garage that no cars had entered. I also like the symmetry of the opening and the splash of color from the poles.

What drew my eye to this scene was just how far-reaching and intrusive the snow was, even entering the parking garage that no cars had entered. I also like the symmetry of the opening and the splash of color from the poles.

I probably could have spent much more time with this scene, but the juxtaposition of dining al fresco just 13 hours after the blizzard ended tells a story about the Clarendon neighborhood in Arlington.

I probably could have spent much more time with this scene, but the juxtaposition of dining al fresco just 13 hours after the blizzard ended tells a story about the Clarendon neighborhood in Arlington.

This was the aftermath of a much larger snowball fight held at the Clarendon Metro Station. I clearly wasn't the only one who had a bit of cabin fever.

This was the aftermath of a much larger snowball fight held at the Clarendon Metro Station. I clearly wasn't the only one who had a bit of cabin fever.